Curtains blow sunlight
Shifting face beams of orange-
Yellow stripes from blinds

Delicate across
I surveil yr sleep face stir

A shoulder mole shakes

Yr back hairs stand
Frightened then I imagine
Embrace for shiver

Relief. So peaceful
In such slumber to disrupt

Instead I ponder

How our bodies compliment
Each other’s mirrored.

(For Scott)

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